Troy and Darcy's new life begins

Troy was in bed; his stomach hurt as he curled up in a ball. Darcy was there with him holding a cold cloth to his forehead as she rested his head on her lap, stroking his hair, trying to help him get through this. It had been a few hours at the point and neither of them knew how long it would take.

"Why did you do this?" She asked, seeing him suffer like this. "You shouldn't have done this, not for me."

"Darcy..... I....." he tried to speak but the pain was making it difficult. "I....."

"Shh, just rest, I'm here, just rest, I got you," she said holding him in her arms.

Despite everything Darcy had become, what she had turned into, seeing Troy go through all of this just to be with her made her both happy and sad. She began to think about the life they could have had if Ornara had never done this to her. She even began to feel guilty for going to the museum.

She loved it there, and she asked Troy to take her which made her feel like this was all her fault. There was no way she could have known, but it still made her feel guilty as she watched the man she loved suffer in her lap.

"Wait..... I think...... I think it's starting to......" he said as his breathing began to relax a little. "It doesn't hurt as much now."

"That means, the rest is up to me," she said, looking into Troy's eyes as his skin glistened with sweat. "I'm sorry, about all of this. We never should have....."

"Darcy, I love you. Stop blaming yourself," he said pulling himself up, getting his face closer to hers. "You didn't answer my question earlier," he said, pulling the ring back out.

"You didn't actually ask," she said as her eyes filled with tears again. "I believe you said, you were going to."

"Oh right, shit," he said before he opened the box. "Will you Marry me?"

Darcy looked at the ring, which was exactly the style she loved. Deep down, she knew that marriage wasn't something two creatures like them could have, and the guilt was still there, but as she stared at the ring and then at Troy, she knew the answer. It didn't matter what their lives could have been or will be now; she wanted to be with him, no matter what that meant.

"Yes!"

Troy sat up and kissed her as she wrapped her arms around him. This strange lust filled his body and they both soon knew what the final step in his transformation would involve as she started to help him take his clothes off.

The transformation had already begun as she pulled his pants off, letting his cock free, which was pulsing and already getting larger. "Holy shit," she said staring at his manhood with lust in her eyes. "I want you inside me."